The elegant little dragon girl

"The first time I saw that scene, I was more embarrassed than you, and I even wet my pants."

"Fortunately, because of the smell of urine on my pants, they passed me while eating and took my wife away."

"From then on, I hid in the back every time before a battle started, and whenever I heard their order to start dinner, I would pee my pants."

"With this method, I am alive today."

Wang Xiaoming recalled that when he talked about his wife, his face was full of indifference, as if to express that he didn't care about that wife at all. But

Fan Jian could tell from his face It can be seen that it is an expression of great regret. The faint bloodshot eyes in his eyes are almost covering the whites of his eyes, as if he has experienced something that makes him hate his eyes and make them split.

"Then you haven't thought about it"

"I've thought about it, of course I've thought about it"

"But in that case, it would be better for me to just jump into the mouths of those beasts and seek death."

Wang Xiaoming interrupted Fan Jian's question and said angrily.

"Alas, my condolences."

After hearing this, Fan Jian didn't know what to say. He could only pat Wang Xiaoming on the shoulder and comforted him by saying that he couldn't say that Wang Xiaoming was afraid of death. After all, no matter who encountered such a scene for the first time, he would be... He was so frightened that Wang Xiaoming was able to recover and still live well. This can be regarded as a kind of bravery.

"Brother, I heard that there is a soul condensing pool in the Dragon Realm. As long as the soul is immortal, I can get my wife’s soul back with a little money."

"Is it true?"

Wang Xiaoming asked.

"Yes, there is, but"

Fan Jian said this without going any further.

In Fan Jian's opinion, Wang Xiaoming's ability to live well up to now is entirely dependent on his expectations for the Soul Condensing Pond and his wife's obsession with having a chance to resurrect.

If he directly told Wang Xiaoming about the Soul Condensing Pond It will only contain dragon souls, and Fan Jian is afraid that he will seek death on the spot.

"I know, isn't it just a little more expensive?"

"Brother, I heard that you have been to the Soul Condensing Pond. How much does it cost to recruit a mortal soul? I have secretly saved some broken blue stones over the years. According to the prices in the dragon world, I should have more than 800 dragon stones."

Wang Xiaoming smiled lightly Dao said that he has been saving money on food and clothing over the years in order to save enough money to go to the Soul Condensing Pond to summon souls one day. For this reason, he made more inquiries and found out that the soul of a middle-level dragon clan only costs about 12,000, and he My wife is just a mortal, maybe less than a thousand dragon stones, Wang Xiaoming thought to himself

"I haven't tried it, it should be about two thousand,"

Fan Jian replied helplessly.

The last time I went to the Soul Condensing Pond, the soul attracting talisman was more expensive. If the soul of Wang Xiaoming and his wife is really in it, maybe he only needs some. The high-grade talisman and incense, plus the service fee of 2,000, should be about this price.

Of course, this is based on the premise that his wife's soul is really included in the soul condensing pool.

"That'll be quick. At worst, I'll go to the battlefield twice more. Anyway, I have a way."

Wang Xiaoming said to himself

"Well, come on, I'm going back."

Fan Jian said casually, he was afraid that if Wang Xiaoming asked more details if he couldn't answer them, his secret would be revealed.

"Brother, where are we going? Let’s go play football."

After hearing Fan Jian’s answer, Wang Xiaoming strengthened his idea of ​​saving money. He doesn’t know how happy he is now.

"She will play with you."

Fan Jian was silent for a moment and replied.

"he? who?"

Wang Xiaoming asked with a puzzled look on his face.

"Your sister, Yun Lian,"

Fan Jian reminded

"Then, then, then brother, who are you?"

Wang Xiaoming was stunned when he heard what Fan Jian said.

He originally thought that maybe the original owner of Yunlian had died a long time ago, and Fan Jian was a modern person who traveled through time and took over Yunlian's body. It's not like Wang Xiaoming had never seen such a plot before. Now Fan Jian indirectly Tell him that the original owner is still alive, which makes Wang Xiaoming confused.

"Even if you tell me, you don’t know me"

"Don't tell her about my existence."

After saying this, Fan Jian raised his feet and left.

"Then how can I know that you are you and she is she?"

Wang Xiaoming stopped Fan Jian and spoke in confusion.

"She, she is more polite than me."

After Fan Jian finished speaking, he didn't stop any longer. He used Xubai Jue and disappeared. Only Wang Xiaoming, who was still scratching his head, was left. Are you more polite than you? I didn't notice that you were rude, Wang Xiaoming. Complaining in his heart

, Northern Territory, Qianhu Mansion, inside Yun Lian's house.

Fan Jian could already feel some signs of Yun Lian's awakening after he cast the Xubai Jue just now. He did not dare to stay outside any longer. He cast spells continuously and returned to bed before Yun Lian woke up.

"Good sister, what's wrong with you?"

Sensing some strange fluctuations coming from the Yunlian Room, Bai Dixi quickly entered the Yunlian Room, walked to Yunlian, and asked with concern

"Xi, Sister Xi, what’s wrong with me?"

"I feel so sad. There is obviously nothing sad, so why can’t I stop crying?"

After Yun Lian woke up, he didn’t know why he wanted to cry so much. He could bear it well at first, but when Bai Dixi opened his mouth like this, Yun Lian couldn’t bear it anymore. The big teardrops fell like rain. Even if Yunliang put his hands together, he couldn't catch them completely.

"It must be a nightmare"

"It's okay, good sister, dreams come from the opposite direction, we are not afraid~"

Bai Dixi handed Yunlian a towel, hugged Yunlian and patiently comforted her.

Bai Dixi didn't know what was going on with Yunlian. Ordinary people do Aren’t nightmares all about waking up from sleep? There is no one who wakes up and cries. Of course, there are also cases of people waking up and crying, but they don’t belong to Yun Lian.

"Are you having a nightmare, a dream?"

"I seemed to dream that there were many weird-looking creatures eating the helpless humans. Their screams and begging for mercy kept repeating in my mind over and over again."

"I want to save them, but I can't lift my feet."

Yun Lian still didn't stop crying and repeated sadly.

"No, no"

"My husband told me that those humans who were brought to the Dragon Realm would only work in the mines at most. They would only go into battle and cheer when the morale of our dragon soldiers was low."

"How could they go into battle to fight against the monsters? They don’t have the ability."

Bai Dixi consoled her. What she didn’t know was that Tiankang had already told Yun Lian that he would send humans into battle to die during the weak battle. Of course, Yun Lian also knew that the humans would be killed. The monsters massacred her, but what she didn't dare to think about was that the monsters could be so bloody and cruel.